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I really come from the north Where you need a gun Before you jump off the porch I want the money fuck how you coming Just don't come with shorts I gave her some money we fucking she cumming She left some cum on my shorts I'm out the city in sunny resorts She was pretty and funny and short Met her when I first got to New York Told me she had just got a divorce I can't lie she a cocky lil whore Top me like ain't never top me before And the way that shorty top me Got me out my body I forgot to stop at the store I got the drop in a opp he gone get shot I'm knocking rite on his door Back in the day you was hot Now bitch you not I don't even like you nomore We used to stay up and plot Run rite in your spot Make niggas lay rite on the floor I don't even know why niggas hyping him for I'll catch him working out put a knife in his core Rite when it's war Niggas always go hide They ain't even on site when it's on Know a couple niggas cant fight but'll blow em Know a couple niggas doing life in a dorm Handcuffs swelled my wrist When I got out that bitch Doctor told me put ice on my arm And I got to shout out Dest She ain't never left So she right when she wrong Niggas be hating just look at they faces When they bitches type in my song Come out at night and you don't got a pipe Boy I promise your life won't be long That's why I'm strapped like the navy Just had a baby I can't let them take me Lot of the shit that I say Validated Lot of the shit that they say fabricated They know I did it I'm smooth But it ain't bout what I did It's bout what they can prove She text me wassup And I texted her I'm cool She said she want fuck And I told her me too She know I be with them killers She said that I'm one of the realest But you already knew Then she gone say that I'm wack She leaving and ain't coming back But she always do I'm in this bitch with a block in my waist Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe I get you rite on your feet with a deal Or I can get you killed with a pill it was lace Couple indictments im ducking Police be doin construction they building a case And if I pop out then you better watch out You know ima rock out like 2Hard 2Trace Ain't now way he can be stopped Ain't no safety on this G Lock You got to hold back the hammer Pull the trigger up slow when you wan decock You got to wait til the oil hit the top Before you drop in the bake when you wan rerock When I drop this tape be top 3 watch When I drop this tape be top 3 Watch Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe I'm in this bitch with a blick on my waist I get you killed with a pill it was laced Traplord
Writer(s): Dequian Mccardell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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